Junior Earplug Adventures: Plunging into Peril (Part Thirty-Eight)


Fortunately the K T Woo possessed a huge magnet in the back of the football boot locker, and the crew used it to pull…

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…the hover pads back to safety.

But by the time they staggered back aboard the star ship, dawn had arrived in the Old Quarter…

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…where, in the sky above it, something huge and spherical appeared menacingly…

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Sinclair Brooch wasted no time in conference with his leading officers. Instead he had the ship slip quietly back into orbit. But even there he found that the K T Woo was not alone…

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The vast spherical object had followed close behind. Then, as the ship went to Amarillo Alert…

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…two huge areas upon the vast spherical object’s side became bright and intensely frightening, like a pair of hideous eyes. And awe-struck bridge crew stared in horror…

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Then Ada Muffin came to her senses long enough to note…

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…an incoming missile.

“Captain.” She yelled over the rumbling of gas-filled internal organs, “Screens up. Red Alert!”

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At this point professional decorum collapsed, and everyone huddled together for mutual support…

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…except Hakking Chestikov, who found it expedient to race to the sole bridge lavatory…

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“Evasive.” Sinclair bellowed. “Get us out of here.”

Ada Muffin tried to comply, but then stared in horror as, upon the main viewer, another missile glowed brightly…

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“Somebody intercept those missiles – please.” Sinclair yelled.

But no one had expected to go into battle: the main atomic cannon was safely stowed away in the Atomic Cannon Cupboard. All that could be brought to bear was the secondary armament. So that had to do…

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And for a moment it seemed that it was enough. Both missiles were destroyed. But then, as more crew spilled on to the bridge:

“Oh bum.” Nancy Brooch said quietly when she spotted a warning from the ship’s computer…

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…”I think we’re done for.”

© Paul Trevor Nolan

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Writer of silly tales, taker of pictures, and all round good egg
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